..digital imaging. Scanners and graphics and stuff." He had given entire presentations on this topic elsewhere, but with this little girl, it was all ...e could do to blurt out a sentence. She grinned at him, almost as if to reassure."So you're like, into photography and stuff like that?" Y-yes. I do a lot of that work...I have a portfolio, in fact." You do? I'd love to see it sometime! I love photography!" Th-that's great!" Do you think you could give me some tips?"This...this sweet little. I attached the dildos and tied the rope to the points on the car. I brought her out and led her to the back of the car, the other cars opened and 15 men now stood watching, as I had her stand over the dildo’s, and carefully sat her down on them with the horse dildo sliding up her arse, and the dog dildo up her cunt. She slide up and down in them and her juices made them slick and she rode them smoothly now. I waved the men forward, and they all had their cocks out, all were hard, I explained. Mom hugged us hard and I could hear some sniffles. "What's wrong Mom?" Nothing, Your father was hurt a little."I left her and hurried through the kitchen to the living room. Dad was sitting in a chair holding a cold compress to his face."What happened Dad?" I had a fight."This didn't sound right, "About what?" Just some hooligans." About what, Dad?"Dad stalled then said, "They wanted to know where you were. One had a bandage on his head from another fight." Oh, shit!" I had some thinking to do. My first introduction began years ago. I had a friend who often persuaded me to dress in black nylons, garter belt and black bra, to enhance my sexual desires. He would often show me magazines of girls who wore this attire, at the time bondage magazines rarely existed, if at all! I would dress in front of him and we would have sex. It seemed like a progression and soon I found myself dabbling in exotic make up and hairstyles. From there we progressed into oriental style rope bondage. We played.